The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1887-07-07

dow, removed the loaf from The pan, aud re-
turned without being seen. Soon the woman
came 10 the window with another loaf dis
covered the loss, and raised a row with some
person inside after which she placed the re-
naming loaf where its mate had been deposited
and retired out of sight
Now, Al" j whispered, it's your turn"
Handing me his rife, Al started for the
bread, and lust as he reached for il the woman
stuck her head out Of the window, almost into
AIS face. Catching sight Of Uncle Sans blue,
she uttered a cry Of alarm and retreated in
haste. AL was taken by surprise, aud before
he recovered himself several cOlored servants,
accompanied by an elderly white man, ap-
peaTed at the door. As the door was opened,
out rushed large mastiff that seemed 20 grasp
the situation at a glance, for
BE MADE A DASH
at Al, growing and barking furiously. Al
started of at full speed around the house, the
canteens with which he was ladenod Topping
mp and down, striking against each other and
playing q merry tune Of diugley-dOnGley, click
ety-clackety the dog bringing up the rear and
gaining at every jump. II was one Of the most
ludicrous spectacles j ever witnessed. The
negroes shouted with laughter and the old
gent yelled, " Sic 'em, Tige!"
Al soon appeared from the opposite side of
the building, head thrown back aud running
like deer, the dog good second. j knew Al
had revolver in his pocket, and as be passed
near me ] shouted, "ShoOt the dog! shoot
him."
''shoot him yerself; haiu't got time!"
yelled Al as he sailed around the corner with
the dogs nose in his coat-tail.
The audience was not aware OF my presence
until raised up and spoke to my friend. When
brought my rife to my shoulder preparatory
TO firing at the dog, all fled into the house ex-
cept the old gentleman, who
STOOD HIS GROUND MANFULLY.
As the chase came in on the home-stretch
punched the dog in the ribs with my rifle,
which sent him bowling under the house.
Having disposed OF the canine enemy, we
turned 10 face the planter.
well, sirs, what do you want herof" he
asked in an angry tone
Milk aud sweet potatoes" briefly replied,
and calling a servant the planter ordered her
10 fiji our canteens and sacks with the articles
asked for. probably thinking that the easiest
way TO get rid OF his obnoxious visitors.
On returning 10 our camp we hid the plunder
from the prying eyes of the officers. About 6
p. m. Capt. Wilson passed our post on a tour Of
inspection, and We supposed he was out Of the
way for that night. 1t was contrary TO orders
for the pckets 10 have q fire after nightfall,
but we wanted some Of those potatoes, and we
did not propose
TO EAT THEM RAW;
so we built fire back in the forest, all gathered
around it and commenced roasting the vegeta-
bles. While thus engaged, unconscious Of dam
ger, and while j was bending over the fire, in
the act of fishing for a potato in the ashes, /
received blow in the rear which sent me
sprawling among the embers and ashes. Spring
ing TO my feet i angrily turned 10 face the
party who had assaulted me, fully determined
10 thrash him If possible But rs faced about,
10 and behold there stood Capt. Wilson, with a
merry twinkle in his eye, trying TO look stern,
but utterly falling on account of the ridiculous
appearance i made standing before him rub
bing the ashes out Of my eyes
Realizing that we were in for a reprimand,
at least, handed the Captain n cup of milk
and piece Of bread, which he proceeded 20 dis
pose of. Serg't Lane served him with nicely
roasted potato and the banquet continued; but
my appetite had
SUDDENLY FAILED NE,
though did nOtexperience any further trouble
from the adventure, except the unmerciful
guying Of my comrades, who deli GIFTED IN oc-
casionally asking, Who got kicked into the
fre?"
The members Of Co. II now living doubtless
remembers the sad death of Comrade Fred.
Rosencrans, the first man killed in our regi-
ment. A few days after New Years '62, the
regiment was ordered on picket. The second
day out Co. ii was sent TO reconneter in front
OF our lines. They safely reached point, some
two miles in 'front.' near where Lieut.. Dennison,
Of Co. j, was wounded by bushwhackers only
few days before. Everything about the dreary
locality suggested danger; even the old tumble
down building near by had treaeherous ap-
pearance.
Capt. Quackenbush called for volunteers TO
accompany him down TO creek about half
mile in advance Fred was the FIRST one TO ac-
cept the invitation. As soon as enough had
expressed a willingness TO go. the CAPTAIN
ordered them forward. Lieut.. Wackenshaw was
left in command of the reserve. At the foot OF
the hill Capt. Quackenbush deployed his men
as skirmishers and advanced cautiously
THROUGH A THICK WOOD.
They had not gone far before a yolley was fired
at them by number Of rebs, who were con-
cealed behind a fence on the opposite side Of
the creek Conrade Rosecrans was instantly
killed. Our boys fired in return, and the
JohnniCs ran back across field and took
shelter behind some buildings. Lieut. Wacken-
shaw, on hearing the firing, started the reserve
forward on the double-quck 10 assist in repel-
ling the enemy's attack. When he came up
the sight Of poor Fred's lifeless remains made
the boys furious and they begged 10 be allowed
10 charge and punish the rebs; but the officers,
not knowing how large force Of the enemy
was confronting them, decided not 10 make the
attempt. The company marched back 10 camp
with heavy hearts, for Fred was a general
iavOrite. They tenderly carried his body 10
Camp Michigan, and laid it 10 rest on the sunny
side OF our camp.
ITO be continued